A Thank You Letter To My Pastor
Our Sunday School class was really into the lesson on that morning. All the men were responding to the lesson in ways that made me know everyone had spent time in study and meditation during the week. The teacher was ready for every response from the class of guys, and able to handle all questions with answers almost as if the Holy Spirit himself was sitting on his shoulder, speaking into his ear. After the class period was done, and all the classes came back together in the sanctuary, the youth class perform an unexpected, but well received skit, taken from the lesson. It was a great Sunday morning. After we were dismissed from Sunday School, one of the brothers called me to come and meet some friends that had come with him. We spoke briefly, as I welcomed them to the church, then I hurriedly went around to speak to some other people that I had not spoken to as yet, and then I made my way to my office.
I wanted to have a few minutes time to pray and thank God for the day, the day seemed so special, as if God himself had kissed the morning. I wanted to meditate on my message for the morning, and listen to see if God wanted to speak to me. But, as I entered my office, and made my way around to my desk, I noticed a sheet of paper lying there. I didn't know where it had come from,or who had brought it in, nor was the letter signed.
There was a heading at the top of the letter that read, " A Letter To My Pastor."
The letter began,
Hello Pastor, I wrote these few words mainly to tell you thanks. Pastor, I also must tell you here that we love you. See this letter is not just from me, these words reflect the caring, love, and sentiments of the entire body. We are glad to be here, and we are fortunate to be fed from the table God has prepared for you to feed His people. We also know that you love us.
Then The Flow Changed
What we really needed to tell you Pastor, is that we apologize. Pastor we are sorry.
See, we've always viewed you as our strong, happy Pastor. We never stopped to think that there were times in your own life, when you may have been weak and wearied, because you always held your shoulders back, and maintained your composure as a true Man of God in our presence. We forgot that you have your own problems and issues, because you have always been so good at putting your own situations aside, never wearing your problems on your sleeve, the way we do, and making us feel as though we matter more to you than anything else.
Pastor, we forget that there are times when you may have been tired, yet, you never failed to show up when we would call. You never missed a meeting with us. You never failed to show up to counsel or console us when we suffered the loss of a loved one, or when we had trouble in our homes. You never ceased to speak courage and strength to our souls, in the midst of our situations, because you trusted God, and taught us to do likewise.You never told us to call you back when you were busy, but made time, or took the time out of your agenda to give us what we needed from you.
Pastor, we neglected to realize how hard it must be to teach and preach to us, when sometimes you yourself were wounded by the issues and attacks you faced. We didn't think that if life got in the way for us, then, how much more for you ?
Pastor, we love you, and we again apologize for not recognizing the gift of God, that we have in you. So we decided to not wait until Pastor's Appreciation or any other special occasion, to tell you how we feel.
I didn't know what to think, or even how to react. I thanked God for allowing me to just be a vessel in His service. I thanked God for the flock, and for every other blessing that He had bestowed upon me, and upon His people. I thanked God for revelation. It was then that I realized how full I was, there was a worship of God bubbling up from way down inside of me. There was that nudging, making me know that this day would indeed be special. I couldn't have been any more happy with a new suit and shoes, a new car, or anything bought with money. Isn't it priceless just to know you're loved and appreciated ?
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